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[It's 9:28, and while he'd never admit it, even Leon is a little shocked to find himself in the hotel lobby not only on time, but a whole two minutes early. Never mind the fact that it had taken him fifteen minutes to find the right elevator. What kind of hotel had elevators that only went to certain floors???
Whatever, the point is, he's here, he's early, and he's looking for Raihan, though the suit he's wearing might make it a little tricky to spot him for anyone else. Yet another thing to dislike about these kinds of events. He's never been a suit kind of person. The ties always feel like they're choking him, and not even in an interesting way.
Spotting Raihan, Leon approaches from behind, a grin already on his face as he does his best to creep up on the taller man.]
Looking for someone?
[It's 9:28, and while he'd never admit it, even Leon is a little shocked to find himself in the hotel lobby not only on time, but a whole two minutes early. Never mind the fact that it had taken him fifteen minutes to find the right elevator. What kind of hotel had elevators that only went to certain floors???
Whatever, the point is, he's here, he's early, and he's looking for Raihan, though the suit he's wearing might make it a little tricky to spot him for anyone else. Yet another thing to dislike about these kinds of events. He's never been a suit kind of person. The ties always feel like they're choking him, and not even in an interesting way.
Spotting Raihan, Leon approaches from behind, a grin already on his face as he does his best to creep up on the taller man.]
Looking for someone?
[It's depressingly easy to sneak up on Raihan, as he's absorbed in his phone 90% of the time. And he's doing that now, standing near the entrance and scrolling through his social media.
That, and the fact that he's expecting Leon about thirty minutes from now, makes him jump slightly when the person he's waiting for speaks up. He turns quick, looking down at Leon - even his Rotomphone looks surprised, an appropriate 8O on its little face.]
Leon?
[He blinks, looking Leon up and down. He looks... good, but way too dressed up, as Raihan expected. Raihan himself is not nearly as dressed up, instead wearing a hoodie that isn't his usual one, loose black pants, and a blue beanie that covers most of his hair rather than shows it off. It's mostly as a disguise from the public, but his sheer height gives him away anyway.
Recovering some, Raihan gives an easy, crooked smile instead.]
Well, well. Credit where credit's due, you're actually on time.
That, and the fact that he's expecting Leon about thirty minutes from now, makes him jump slightly when the person he's waiting for speaks up. He turns quick, looking down at Leon - even his Rotomphone looks surprised, an appropriate 8O on its little face.]
Leon?
[He blinks, looking Leon up and down. He looks... good, but way too dressed up, as Raihan expected. Raihan himself is not nearly as dressed up, instead wearing a hoodie that isn't his usual one, loose black pants, and a blue beanie that covers most of his hair rather than shows it off. It's mostly as a disguise from the public, but his sheer height gives him away anyway.
Recovering some, Raihan gives an easy, crooked smile instead.]
Well, well. Credit where credit's due, you're actually on time.
[The Rotomphone making the same face as Raihan is actually surprisingly cute, and don't think Leon doesn't notice as he grins even wider, far too pleased with himself.
Don't think he misses that once-over, either. He might be shifting his weight to one hip, slinging his jacket over his shoulder with one arm and posing juuuuuust a little, too.]
On time? Mate, I'm early. A whole sixty seconds, even. I'd say initiative like that deserves a reward, don't you? What do you say, first round's yours?
Don't think he misses that once-over, either. He might be shifting his weight to one hip, slinging his jacket over his shoulder with one arm and posing juuuuuust a little, too.]
On time? Mate, I'm early. A whole sixty seconds, even. I'd say initiative like that deserves a reward, don't you? What do you say, first round's yours?
[Alright, fine, Raihan definitely checks out Leon when he poses. A hand on his chin, and an appreciative grin on his face to boot. And Raihan doesn't miss the fact that Leon's posing just for him, either.
What he says gets a quirk of an eyebrow, and he glances at his phone to check the time. 9:29, then 9:30.]
Wow, damn, you're right. A miracle like that definitely deserves some kind of compensation.
[Because since when has Leon ever been early?]
Oh, hold up. [He unzips his hoodie, showing a dark, pinstripe shirt underneath, but also a set of clothes he'd been hiding. He tosses it up in the air for Leon to catch.] Figured you'd be in a stuffy suit. Got you this instead.
[It's nothing special, but it's better than a whole ass suit. He even got him a snapback!]
What he says gets a quirk of an eyebrow, and he glances at his phone to check the time. 9:29, then 9:30.]
Wow, damn, you're right. A miracle like that definitely deserves some kind of compensation.
[Because since when has Leon ever been early?]
Oh, hold up. [He unzips his hoodie, showing a dark, pinstripe shirt underneath, but also a set of clothes he'd been hiding. He tosses it up in the air for Leon to catch.] Figured you'd be in a stuffy suit. Got you this instead.
[It's nothing special, but it's better than a whole ass suit. He even got him a snapback!]
[Do you wanna see him cry, Raihan? Because he's gonna cry. Look at that face he's giving you as he catches that bundle of clothes, all shining eyes and a trembling lip.]
You're a bloody savior, is what you are, you know that? My absolute hero.
[Really, truly!! A god among men. Bless you.]
Here, let's hit a loo so I can change, I'm ready to be out of this thing. We can both go undercover for a night.
[Even though Raihan's height gives him away, and Leon's very unique looks tend to make him stand out, too, they'll at least give it their best shot! And there are a few places at least in the city where they might make it an hour or two without being swarmed. He'll take it.]
You're a bloody savior, is what you are, you know that? My absolute hero.
[Really, truly!! A god among men. Bless you.]
Here, let's hit a loo so I can change, I'm ready to be out of this thing. We can both go undercover for a night.
[Even though Raihan's height gives him away, and Leon's very unique looks tend to make him stand out, too, they'll at least give it their best shot! And there are a few places at least in the city where they might make it an hour or two without being swarmed. He'll take it.]
[Less of a savior, more just that he knows Leon, and thus knows that dressing up for these events is a giant pain for him. Suits and ties are things he doesn't like, even though he has to dress up in them from time to time.
Still, the expression and the sentiment makes Raihan glance to the side and give a soft little laugh. Is that a hint of a blush? Could be.
But that would ruin his style, so instead, Raihan walks by Leon to head to the restroom, letting his hand brush the other's waist to get him to follow. Or maybe just to touch him.]
I can probably hide the minging suit in my hoodie again, but I'd rather just leave it in the loo.
[Yeah, yeah, he knows Leon probably needs it for the next event, so he'll put it in his hoodie he GUESSES]
Still, the expression and the sentiment makes Raihan glance to the side and give a soft little laugh. Is that a hint of a blush? Could be.
But that would ruin his style, so instead, Raihan walks by Leon to head to the restroom, letting his hand brush the other's waist to get him to follow. Or maybe just to touch him.]
I can probably hide the minging suit in my hoodie again, but I'd rather just leave it in the loo.
[Yeah, yeah, he knows Leon probably needs it for the next event, so he'll put it in his hoodie he GUESSES]
[Whether it's just knowing him or not, the sheer fact that he'd brought something for Leon to wear, including a hat even, is enough to make him a hero, and that hand on his waist is plenty to coax him to follow. As if he needed coaxing at all, and as they reach the bathroom door he catches up, letting his hand casually catch Raihan's, fingers giving his a quick squeeze.]
If I didn't have to wear it again tomorrow, believe me, I would. Don't suppose I could talk you into helping me out of this monkey suit, mm?
[Can't blame a guy for trying, eh, especially given his present company.]
If I didn't have to wear it again tomorrow, believe me, I would. Don't suppose I could talk you into helping me out of this monkey suit, mm?
[Can't blame a guy for trying, eh, especially given his present company.]
[That squeeze on his fingers is definitely returned before Leon retracts his hand. Whatever they've got going on, Raihan's returning it full force, if he hasn't made it obvious yet.]
Unless you don't wanna leave for a while.
[He says with a raised brow and a full on smirk. But he's eager for a night out with Leon, so he puts his hands in his hoodie pockets and leans his back on the wall, one foot on the floor and the other against the wall. He'll behave.]
Toss it all to me when you're done and I'll take care of it.
Unless you don't wanna leave for a while.
[He says with a raised brow and a full on smirk. But he's eager for a night out with Leon, so he puts his hands in his hoodie pockets and leans his back on the wall, one foot on the floor and the other against the wall. He'll behave.]
Toss it all to me when you're done and I'll take care of it.
Mmm, seriously tempting....but you're right, I'd rather be somewhere else with you. Still plenty of night left, right?
[That smirk is returned with an equally cocky look from Leon as he starts unbuttoning his shirt before he even enters a stall, shrugging free of it and giving Raihan a look at a very nice muscular back before the stall door swings closed.
It doesn't take him long to change, and when he emerges from the stall in a nicely fitted tee, track pants and trainers, he tosses a small bundle of fabric back to Raihan before shaking his hair out and popping the snapback onto his head.]
Well? What do you think? Lookin' more like me or what?
[That smirk is returned with an equally cocky look from Leon as he starts unbuttoning his shirt before he even enters a stall, shrugging free of it and giving Raihan a look at a very nice muscular back before the stall door swings closed.
It doesn't take him long to change, and when he emerges from the stall in a nicely fitted tee, track pants and trainers, he tosses a small bundle of fabric back to Raihan before shaking his hair out and popping the snapback onto his head.]
Well? What do you think? Lookin' more like me or what?
[Sometimes Raihan forgets Leon is built like a brick house, and holy shit holy fuck he is going to fucking die before the night ends.
With Leon in the stall, Raihan covers his face with one hand to quell the burning in his cheeks. Luckily for him, he's fully recovered by the time Leon's done. He catches the clothes that are thrown at him and promptly stuffs them in his hoodie without a care; no one said he'd take care of them responsibly.]
Now that's the Leon I know. [Raihan pushes himself off the wall and takes a couple steps toward Leon, once more looking him up and down.] You looked good before, now you look amazing.
With Leon in the stall, Raihan covers his face with one hand to quell the burning in his cheeks. Luckily for him, he's fully recovered by the time Leon's done. He catches the clothes that are thrown at him and promptly stuffs them in his hoodie without a care; no one said he'd take care of them responsibly.]
Now that's the Leon I know. [Raihan pushes himself off the wall and takes a couple steps toward Leon, once more looking him up and down.] You looked good before, now you look amazing.
[Hey, come on, he's not allowed to die. There's so many things Leon wants to do with and to him before anything like that!! Hold it together Raihan, it'll be worth it.
It's fine, the clothes are dealt with and that's all that matters! He's got an iron, he can make the suit presentable again before the next event. Or really, just buy another one. It's not as if he's hard up for cash, and the suit is the least of his concerns.]
Tell me something I don't know.
[There's a teasing, challenging tone in his voice as he looks up at Raihan, taking a step of his own forward. Sure, maybe they can't get too distracted in here, but maybe a little distraction might be okay. Reaching out, he tugs playfully at the cords on Raihan's hoodie, head tilted to one side.]
Or you could show me, I don't mind.
It's fine, the clothes are dealt with and that's all that matters! He's got an iron, he can make the suit presentable again before the next event. Or really, just buy another one. It's not as if he's hard up for cash, and the suit is the least of his concerns.]
Tell me something I don't know.
[There's a teasing, challenging tone in his voice as he looks up at Raihan, taking a step of his own forward. Sure, maybe they can't get too distracted in here, but maybe a little distraction might be okay. Reaching out, he tugs playfully at the cords on Raihan's hoodie, head tilted to one side.]
Or you could show me, I don't mind.
[That tone of voice just makes Raihan's smile sharpen, like the ones he gives on the battlefield. It doesn't lessen at all when Leon tugs on his hoodie, though he bends at the waist slightly.
His wild, slitted eyes burn into Leon's golden ones, again as if they were facing off on the pitch rather than standing in the men's restroom. He knows full well that if he went in for a kiss now, he'd bump right into that hat; he's done it before, he'll probably do it again sometime tonight.
Instead, he takes advantage of the fact that Leon's head is tilted. Hands still in his pockets, Raihan leans forward to give the shell of Leon's ear a teasing nip, enough for him to feel the fang that bites down. He gives it a little tug, then lowers his voice to a murmur, lips brushing against him.]
Later.
His wild, slitted eyes burn into Leon's golden ones, again as if they were facing off on the pitch rather than standing in the men's restroom. He knows full well that if he went in for a kiss now, he'd bump right into that hat; he's done it before, he'll probably do it again sometime tonight.
Instead, he takes advantage of the fact that Leon's head is tilted. Hands still in his pockets, Raihan leans forward to give the shell of Leon's ear a teasing nip, enough for him to feel the fang that bites down. He gives it a little tug, then lowers his voice to a murmur, lips brushing against him.]
Later.
[There's that look. The one that admittedly gave Leon his first 'oh no he's HOT' feelings years ago, all sharp teeth and blue eyes burning like a flame. It was always a challenge, even when they were both challengers. Some nights, they still are. Some nights Raihan wins. Some nights, Leon likes that a lot. He still has no idea what to call whatever they are, whatever they're doing, but that's always seemed to matter less.
He stands his ground as Raihan leans in, his own golden eyes brightening with anticipation, and there's a barely voiced whine in his sigh as those sharp teeth nip at his ear. It's enough to keep him going, calloused fingers lifting to slide over the side of Raihan's neck, briefly gripping his nape as he murmurs into the other man's ear in turn, voice low and velvety.]
Promise?
[It's a brief embrace, and just as quick as they'd come together, Leon pulls back, grinning brightly at Raihan as though they hadn't been talking about anything more interesting than the latest challenge rankings.]
C'mon, let's go. You gonna lead the way, or am I going to get us lost and stranded without any drinks at all?
He stands his ground as Raihan leans in, his own golden eyes brightening with anticipation, and there's a barely voiced whine in his sigh as those sharp teeth nip at his ear. It's enough to keep him going, calloused fingers lifting to slide over the side of Raihan's neck, briefly gripping his nape as he murmurs into the other man's ear in turn, voice low and velvety.]
Promise?
[It's a brief embrace, and just as quick as they'd come together, Leon pulls back, grinning brightly at Raihan as though they hadn't been talking about anything more interesting than the latest challenge rankings.]
C'mon, let's go. You gonna lead the way, or am I going to get us lost and stranded without any drinks at all?
[While they're pulled together as they are, Raihan moves one hand from his pocket, up to delicately caress Leon's jawline with the backs of his fingers. It's unbelievably tender. Raihan's not sure what to call them either; hasn't since they first started doing this, this challenge outside of the ring. Honestly, he's fine with that. Putting a label on something like this is dangerous. When both of them are so busy that they sometimes have to go months without seeing each other, a label would just make that all the more difficult.]
Promise.
[But when Leon pulls back, so does Raihan, hand back in his pocket and features softening to a lazy smile. He, too, looks like he was talking about the weather and not heated promises.]
I'll lead. Wyndon's no Hammerlocke, but I know my way around well enough.
[With that, he turns and heads out the door. Having to duck his head a bit to do so; these doors definitely weren't made with Pokemon or tall people in mind.]
Promise.
[But when Leon pulls back, so does Raihan, hand back in his pocket and features softening to a lazy smile. He, too, looks like he was talking about the weather and not heated promises.]
I'll lead. Wyndon's no Hammerlocke, but I know my way around well enough.
[With that, he turns and heads out the door. Having to duck his head a bit to do so; these doors definitely weren't made with Pokemon or tall people in mind.]
[One might not expect tender between people like the two of them; not with their intense rivalry and competitive natures. But for the brief moment that contact exists, Leon all but yearns into it. They don't need a label, not right now. Maybe someday when someone finally unseats him as Champion--if that someone isn't Raihan. Or even if it is. Who can say?
For now they have this, stolen moments and challenges and secret meetings and that's got to be enough.]
It's definitely not. Wyndon's got a better club scene, for sure.
[Raihan leads, and Leon is happy to follow, continuing their banter and eyeing the tall Gym Leader from behind. It's not a bad view, even in these clothes, and Raihan can probably feel those eyes looking him over as they exit the bathroom and head for the door.]
What're you in the mood for tonight?
For now they have this, stolen moments and challenges and secret meetings and that's got to be enough.]
It's definitely not. Wyndon's got a better club scene, for sure.
[Raihan leads, and Leon is happy to follow, continuing their banter and eyeing the tall Gym Leader from behind. It's not a bad view, even in these clothes, and Raihan can probably feel those eyes looking him over as they exit the bathroom and head for the door.]
What're you in the mood for tonight?
[Truth be told, Wyndon's a bit too big and shiny for Raihan's tastes. He's no country boy by any means, and while he does love nature and the sheer power of it, enough to break up his selfies with photos of them on his feed, he'd hate to live in it. But Wyndon is too fancy, too glitzy. Hammerlocke, with its medieval architecture and rich history, is absolutely perfect for him. He loves being the Gym Leader because it means having to take care of his city, protect it and consider it his territory.
So, yeah. Wyndon has a better club scene, but Hammerlocke is better in basically everything else, in Raihan's humble opinion.]
Dragon's Breath, for sure. They light it on fire, Lee. [He gestures a bit with his hands:] And there's steam coming out when you drink it and I feel like a mother fucking dragon.
[He'd never swear in front of the cameras or fans, but Leon knows him - intimately at this point, so he can let loose a bit.]
So, yeah. Wyndon has a better club scene, but Hammerlocke is better in basically everything else, in Raihan's humble opinion.]
Dragon's Breath, for sure. They light it on fire, Lee. [He gestures a bit with his hands:] And there's steam coming out when you drink it and I feel like a mother fucking dragon.
[He'd never swear in front of the cameras or fans, but Leon knows him - intimately at this point, so he can let loose a bit.]
[No, neither of them are exactly country, though it's not like Postwick is a bustling metropolis. Truthfully, Leon's just really good at adapting to his environment. As long as he's got his pokemon and his friends in some way or another, he'll make the best of it. He likes the noise and excitement of Wyndham, the rock-steady presence of Hammerlocke, the quiet comfort of Postwick, the cheerfulness of Wedgehurst. He loves Galar, fiercely and unconditionally, and that's part of what gives him his drive as Champion.
That being said, maybe once he's finally not Champion anymore, he'll see what the allure is of one of those other cities. Hammerlocke, even.
Leon laughs as Raihan waxes enthusiastic about the drink, reaching over and throwing a friendly arm up to clap a hand to his shoulder.]
Of course. Leave it to you to keep even your drinking themed. Me, I'll stick with that fruity thing I found last time--the one with the sitrus berries and that cute umbrella in it, it was so good. You remember?
[After all, he'd finished a second one of those before cornering Raihan in the back alley and hauling him into a kiss. The flavor might have been memorable for the occasion alone.]
That being said, maybe once he's finally not Champion anymore, he'll see what the allure is of one of those other cities. Hammerlocke, even.
Leon laughs as Raihan waxes enthusiastic about the drink, reaching over and throwing a friendly arm up to clap a hand to his shoulder.]
Of course. Leave it to you to keep even your drinking themed. Me, I'll stick with that fruity thing I found last time--the one with the sitrus berries and that cute umbrella in it, it was so good. You remember?
[After all, he'd finished a second one of those before cornering Raihan in the back alley and hauling him into a kiss. The flavor might have been memorable for the occasion alone.]
[At that, Raihan lets out a loud bark of laughter, leaning back slightly to do so.]
Oh, yeah! I remember it, alright.
[He remembers the taste of it on his lips and in his mouth, mingling with the hard spice of the Dragon's Breath he'd had before that.
In return, Raihan gives Leon a light punch to the arm, a big grin on his face.]
Should've known you'd go for the sweet stuff. I remember it being a little too much for me.
[He's never drank it before.]
Oh, yeah! I remember it, alright.
[He remembers the taste of it on his lips and in his mouth, mingling with the hard spice of the Dragon's Breath he'd had before that.
In return, Raihan gives Leon a light punch to the arm, a big grin on his face.]
Should've known you'd go for the sweet stuff. I remember it being a little too much for me.
[He's never drank it before.]
[Leon sways away at the punch to his arm, swooning in mock pain. It's fun to mess around like this, for once to get a chance to just be Lee and not Leon the Champion, to spend time with Raihan and not the Hammerlocke Gym Leader. He misses this.]
It grows on you. You should try it again sometime. Tonight, maybe.
[The grin on his face is cheeky, plenty suggestive, but then that shouldn't be much of a surprise at this point.]
It grows on you. You should try it again sometime. Tonight, maybe.
[The grin on his face is cheeky, plenty suggestive, but then that shouldn't be much of a surprise at this point.]
I dunno.
[Raihan easily swoops Leon up in a headlock, a grin on his face that's plenty cheeky in return.]
I might need some convincing.
[And it'd be equally easy to relax that headlock and keep his arm around Leon's shoulders, but instead, he gives a little squeeze before lifting his arm away. There's not as many people out and about, but they could still be recognizable if someone takes more than a few seconds to look at them.]
But I know you. You're pretty good at that.
[Raihan easily swoops Leon up in a headlock, a grin on his face that's plenty cheeky in return.]
I might need some convincing.
[And it'd be equally easy to relax that headlock and keep his arm around Leon's shoulders, but instead, he gives a little squeeze before lifting his arm away. There's not as many people out and about, but they could still be recognizable if someone takes more than a few seconds to look at them.]
But I know you. You're pretty good at that.
[Leon's laughing at that headlock, one hand on the back of Raihan's, his other sliding around the taller man's waist. It's so easy to be like this with him, comfortable and casually affectionate and joking. The more recent developments haven't changed any of that, they've just...added a new dimension.
It still sucks when Raihan pulls away, but he can at least take comfort in knowing it isn't going to be the only time they touch tonight, not if he can help it.]
You always get my best efforts, Rai, you know that~
[Tonight is going to be no exception to that. In fact, he's going to try even harder than usual, since it's been a while since they've had a chance to meet up, and he's still feeling that tension from the bathroom earlier. Once they make their way to the place Raihan's chosen and get inside, acquiring drinks and ending up in a shady corner in the back, Leon's the first to raise his glass, grinning, those golden eyes almost glowing in the low light.]
Here's to friendly drinks, yeah?
It still sucks when Raihan pulls away, but he can at least take comfort in knowing it isn't going to be the only time they touch tonight, not if he can help it.]
You always get my best efforts, Rai, you know that~
[Tonight is going to be no exception to that. In fact, he's going to try even harder than usual, since it's been a while since they've had a chance to meet up, and he's still feeling that tension from the bathroom earlier. Once they make their way to the place Raihan's chosen and get inside, acquiring drinks and ending up in a shady corner in the back, Leon's the first to raise his glass, grinning, those golden eyes almost glowing in the low light.]
Here's to friendly drinks, yeah?
[Leon isn't the only one who admires the other's eyes.
Raihan's gaze stays locked on them as he raises his own glass, a light smile on his lips. Leon's eyes are gorgeous. Raihan's said it to him already, once in the midst of passion, but he's reminded of it every day. Every billboard he sees, every advertisement, and of course, seeing him in the flesh. That's the best reminder of all.
Seeing them dance in the firelight of his drink is about as mesmerizing as watching them darken with passion and want and need, so Raihan's own intense eyes stays on Leon's as he clinks their glasses together.]
To friendly, not super awkward drinks.
[The only time he breaks eye contact is when he takes the first sip of his drink, to squeeze them shut instead. The first one is always a shock, even though he's had this drink many times now. Dragon's Breath is intense, hard and full of spice, and Raihan loves it. He holds it in his mouth for a second, getting use to the taste and savoring it, then swallows, sets his drink down, and raises his hands in the shape of claws while he breathes out, steam coming from his nose and mouth.]
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
[The steam dissipates quickly, but the effect stays the same, and Raihan loves it every time.]
Raihan's gaze stays locked on them as he raises his own glass, a light smile on his lips. Leon's eyes are gorgeous. Raihan's said it to him already, once in the midst of passion, but he's reminded of it every day. Every billboard he sees, every advertisement, and of course, seeing him in the flesh. That's the best reminder of all.
Seeing them dance in the firelight of his drink is about as mesmerizing as watching them darken with passion and want and need, so Raihan's own intense eyes stays on Leon's as he clinks their glasses together.]
To friendly, not super awkward drinks.
[The only time he breaks eye contact is when he takes the first sip of his drink, to squeeze them shut instead. The first one is always a shock, even though he's had this drink many times now. Dragon's Breath is intense, hard and full of spice, and Raihan loves it. He holds it in his mouth for a second, getting use to the taste and savoring it, then swallows, sets his drink down, and raises his hands in the shape of claws while he breathes out, steam coming from his nose and mouth.]
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
[The steam dissipates quickly, but the effect stays the same, and Raihan loves it every time.]
[He loves that eye contact, honestly. Loves how intense Raihan's gaze always is, whether they're about to battle or kiss or...other things, it doesn't matter. Raihan always looks at him like he's the only thing that matters, those beautiful blue eyes glowing just for him, it seems.
Leon continues to watch the other man even as those eyes squeeze shut, sipping at his own drink with amusement as he watches Raihan's little ritual. He has no idea how adorable he is, does he? That ferocious face, the way he still does the claw hands just like he did when they were kids--he's so damn cute it makes Leon's heart feel like it's too big for his ribs, even, and he's grinning fondly, a grin that becomes laughter and a shake of his head at the noise that accompanies the gesture.]
You're such a fuckin' dork, mate.
[And yet the words are so incredibly fond, affection without limits or shyness. He's a dork, but he's his dork, and that's that. No matter whether or not anyone else knows.]
Leon continues to watch the other man even as those eyes squeeze shut, sipping at his own drink with amusement as he watches Raihan's little ritual. He has no idea how adorable he is, does he? That ferocious face, the way he still does the claw hands just like he did when they were kids--he's so damn cute it makes Leon's heart feel like it's too big for his ribs, even, and he's grinning fondly, a grin that becomes laughter and a shake of his head at the noise that accompanies the gesture.]
You're such a fuckin' dork, mate.
[And yet the words are so incredibly fond, affection without limits or shyness. He's a dork, but he's his dork, and that's that. No matter whether or not anyone else knows.]
[Raihan really has no idea. To him, he's just being cool. Being himself, even. He's always moved to the beat of his own drum, and it didn't matter what anyone else thought. It just turned out that a lot of people liked the beat he was playing, too. Raihan rather likes the attention.
Leon does as well, and Raihan particularly likes that. When his theatrics are done, he looks at Leon to find the fondest smile on his face. More than the needy looks, more than anything else, that's the expression Raihan loves the most when it's directed at him. Like Raihan's the only one in the room. Like he lo-
Mm.
It gets Raihan to soften his features in return, a flush coming over his face that has nothing to do with the alcohol, even as he sips it and allows steam to blow from his nose every time he breathes out. He smiles from behind his glass, the sentiment reaching his eyes, and moves his big feet to touch Leon's. The first touch since they showed up.]
You like it, though.
Leon does as well, and Raihan particularly likes that. When his theatrics are done, he looks at Leon to find the fondest smile on his face. More than the needy looks, more than anything else, that's the expression Raihan loves the most when it's directed at him. Like Raihan's the only one in the room. Like he lo-
Mm.
It gets Raihan to soften his features in return, a flush coming over his face that has nothing to do with the alcohol, even as he sips it and allows steam to blow from his nose every time he breathes out. He smiles from behind his glass, the sentiment reaching his eyes, and moves his big feet to touch Leon's. The first touch since they showed up.]
You like it, though.
Yeah. Yeah, I do.
[He's still looking at Raihan, chin propped on one hand and an almost dreamy expression on his face. He doesn't seem to be entirely aware of just how dreamy the words sound, but maybe that's because he's distracted by the feeling of Raihan's feet sliding against his, a pressure he returns just slightly with a shifting of his own. It isn't much contact, but it's enough, and it isn't until he leans in to take another sip of his own drink, toying with the straw with his tongue, that he looks away from the other man, trying to regain at least some of his cool.]
Not like I've got all that much room to talk myself, though, eh?
[He's still looking at Raihan, chin propped on one hand and an almost dreamy expression on his face. He doesn't seem to be entirely aware of just how dreamy the words sound, but maybe that's because he's distracted by the feeling of Raihan's feet sliding against his, a pressure he returns just slightly with a shifting of his own. It isn't much contact, but it's enough, and it isn't until he leans in to take another sip of his own drink, toying with the straw with his tongue, that he looks away from the other man, trying to regain at least some of his cool.]
Not like I've got all that much room to talk myself, though, eh?
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